paroles de chanson Breakin' Bread - Hi-Tek , Main Flow , Crunch , Donte
It's
like
the
A
to
B
to
the
C,
it's
easy
as
1,
2,
3
DJ,
Hi-Tek
y'all,
Inspectah
Deck
Collaborate,
break
bread
with,
Pete
Rock
Homeskillet
From
the
beginnin',
head
spinnin'
hip
hop
The
never
endin',
don't
stop
B-boy
religion,
I'll
rock
and
claim
position
Maim
the
opposition,
tradition,
got
'em
on
lock
Follow
the
greater
mission,
freedom
marks
the
top
Beat
'em
off
the
block,
now
cock
wrap
they
bop
Number
one
on
street
spots,
Homeskill'
the
hard
rock
I
drop
steady,
cripplin'
non-believers
like
Teddy
Pendergrass,
tense
up
ya
tender
ass,
you're
not
ready
Hold
steady,
think
first,
my
ink
burst
floods
and
blunder
Crown
Hi-Tek
sound
thump
pounds
of
thunder
Street
hunger,
the
universal
man
works
wonders
Mic
and
hand
breakin'
land,
rockin'
up
from
down
under
I
got
sound
control
and
I'm
kinda
slick
wit
it
Heads
know
I
get
down
like
that,
can
you
dig
it?
This
is
the
way
how
I
roll
or
how
I
deliver
this
packages
Turn
the
other
cheek,
'cuz
this
track
I
be
smackin'
it
But
don't
clap,
'cuz
this
style'll
bust
caps
I'm
jiggy
and
all
that,
black
and
get
control
back
But
fuck
that,
control
over
mind,
body
and
soul
The
MC
regulator,
microphone
detonator
My
real
live
wanna
battle
niggas
take
a
vouch
Eighty
Shieks,
throw
them
joints
and
'Let
da
fuckin'
monkey
out'
Not
"Hell
yeah"
but
"Hell,
yeah"
in
Cin'
City
When
I
spit
this
here
it's
easy
as
(1,
2,
3)
You
can
"Huh?"
You
can
hear
me,
you
ain't
heard
nuttin'
yet
I'm
live
and
fortified
like
Kweli
and
Mos
Def
Practice
the
incredible,
shit
ain't
even
competable
Due
to
that
I'm
technical,
TKO's
I
got
those
I
got
control
but
I'm
wreckless
in
studios
I
got
Harmony
and
Thug
tendancies
all
in
my
bones
No
need
to
be
flashy,
for
heads
to
recognize
me
Hi-Tek
throw
them
joints
that
magnetize
me
We
global,
east,
west,
north,
south,
we
robo
Hands
that
touch
mic's
get
smacked
'cuz
that's
a
no,
no
Who
rock
the
mic?
Yo,
we
take
the
whole
show
When
heads
hear
this
piece
they
call
off
with
no
shows
It's
like
the
A
to
B
to
the
C,
it's
easy
as
1,
2,
3
DJ,
Hi-Tek
y'all,
Inspectah
Deck
Collaborate,
break
bread
with
Pete
Rock
Donte,
Main
Flo
I
struggle
more
in
tug
of
war,
writin'
rhymes
by
the
score
Before
I
lived
the
hustle,
swore
this
poor
man
would
give
the
law
As
a
testament
it
goes,
it
was
destined
in
my
soul
They
tested
but
questioned
weapons
rest
in
my
foes
Blessed
in
my
flows
and
obsessed
with
my
scrolls
Midas
Touch
as
it's
told,
writin'
nuttin'
less
than
gold
My
journeys,
I
march
through
madness
like
atorneys
Send
you
out
on
a
gerdy
talkin'
'bout
yo'
eternity
Can't
stand
it,
search
for
your
wind
like
Ban
Enti
One
man
band
on
the
MP
and
a
nigga
ran
simply
Hi-Tek,
all
these
other
niggas
can
exempt
me
Say
he's
the
nicest
out
loud
and
gently
Have
it
your
way,
a
freestyle
mean
no
pay
If
you
sign
a
wack
contract
that
mean
(No
weight)
Got
your
John
Hancock
on
the
paper
to
say
"The
band
locked
and
don't
know,
dough
flow
your
way"
"The
band
locked
and
don't
know,
dough
flow
your
way"
"The
band
locked
and
don't
know,
dough
flow
your
way"
"The
band
locked
and
don't
know,
dough
flow
your
way"
Alright
okay,
I'm
feelin'
you,
common
It's
like
the
A
to
B
to
the
C,
it's
easy
as
1,
2,
3
DJ,
Hi-Tek
y'all,
Inspectah
Deck
Collaborate,
break
bread
with
Pete
Rock
Main
Flo,
Main
Flo
Woes
out
my
treasure
box,
seven
locks,
pressure
to
plot
Measurin'
blocks,
releasin'
this
live
like
Desert
Fox
Hear
spiritual,
remain
plentiful,
same
generals
Train
criminals
to
get
the
most
plus
the
minimals
Rob
past,
raw
cash,
facin'
the
God
last
Spot
grabs,
sure
pop
laugh,
jump
out
of
stock
caps
For
cop
cash,
watch
taps,
eyes
on
my
top
hat
Flop
fast,
stock
crash,
how
when
I
drop
math?
This
rare
rap,
air
vac',
exit
and
fair
fact
We
share
packs,
stare
back,
cover
our
bear
tracks
Ya
peeps
move,
each
choose,
jump
in
our
Jeep
smooth
Unleash
two
and
leak
fumes,
studyin'
Hebrew
Big
Ohio
status
Homeskillet,
Crunch
extraordinare
Main
Flo,
Donte,
Hi-Tek
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